Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 87 - 87 87 Do You Really Think It's Just Like That

87: Chapter 87 Do You Really Think It’s Just Like That?

87: Chapter 87 Do You Really Think It’s Just Like That?

Pu Zhengying paid no attention to the young man, took out a small porcelain bottle he carried with him, poured out a pill, and stuffed it into Pu Dongxi’s mouth.

The entire ward was instantly filled with a fresh scent of medicinal herbs.

Just a few minutes after swallowing the pill, the green hue on Pu Dongxi’s face began to fade.

Although he was still somewhat pale, all the Korean doctors knew the poison had been neutralized by Pu Zhengying.

Everyone then showed a sigh of relief on their faces.

As the grandson of the controller of one of the three major medical groups in Goryeo, if something had happened to Pu Dongxi here, even if they weren’t responsible for the poisoning, they could not escape the blame.

Seeing Pu Dongxi’s color returning, Pu Zhengying slowly stood up, glanced at the Korean doctors present, and said indifferently, “Although Pu Dongxi was at fault first, the punishment was indeed a bit excessive.

Moreover, we can’t just go back in such a dejected manner.”

Then, he turned to the young man and said, “Contact the Jiangcheng Chinese Medicine Association and tell them I would like to meet that young man!”

A series of knocks woke up Qin Han, who had been meditating all night.

He got up and opened the door to find Liu Jianbang standing at the doorway with a smile on his face.

“Mr.

Qin, did you have a good rest last night?”

Qin Han replied with a faint smile, “Not bad!

Has Pu Zhengying come over?”

Liu Jianbang gave a big thumbs up and said with a laugh, “Mr.

Qin, you’re really something.

Pu Zhengying came over from Goryeo last night.

I heard he has already cured Pu Dongxi’s poisoning.

Just now, the Jiangcheng Chinese Medicine Association called and said that Pu Zhengying wants to meet you.”

“Hmph, to have the poison cured so easily, he’s underestimating me,” Qin Han scoffed upon hearing that Pu Zhengying had cured Pu Dongxi’s poison, and continued, “Then let’s meet this paragon of Goryeo’s traditional medicine.”

The group drove to the Jiangcheng Chinese Medicine Association.

Unlike yesterday, when Qin Han arrived this time, those senior Chinese medicine practitioners from the association were already waiting eagerly at the entrance.

Seeing Qin Han get out of the car, they all greeted him with friendly smiles and warm hellos.

“Mr.

Qin, hello!”

Chen Jinfu approached Qin Han, his face full of shame, and said, “Mr.

Qin, I was arrogant and blind yesterday, my apologies.”

Qian Zhenhai also came to the front of the car and bowed deeply at a 90-degree angle, saying loudly, “Qian Zhenhai apologizes for the disrespect shown to Mr.

Qin yesterday.”

Looking at Qian Zhenhai, Qin Han found him interesting.

Though Qian Zhenhai often had disagreements with Liu Jianbang and was quite abrasive in speech, Qin Han appreciated his character in admitting his mistakes and regarded him more highly for it.

“Wang is currently receiving Pu Zhengying inside, Mr.

Qin, please follow me,” Chen Jinfu gestured with his right hand, indicating for him to lead the way.

Qin Han nodded and took the lead into the Jiangcheng Chinese Medicine Association.

When Liu Jianbang passed by Qian Zhenhai, Qian Zhenhai suddenly blocked his path.

Just when Liu Jianbang thought Qian Zhenhai was going to cause trouble again, Qian Zhenhai said, “Let’s forget our past grievances!”

Liu Jianbang looked at Qian Zhenhai, amused.

Qian Zhenhai might be an accomplished doctor with superior medical skills, but his way of speaking always resembled that of a streetwise man.

Since there was no deep-seated hatred between them, merely a difference in medical opinions, and Qian Zhenhai made the first move to reconcile, Liu Jianbang naturally didn’t keep up his proud front, and replied with a smile, “Old Qian, there was never any grievance between us that we couldn’t resolve.”

“Hahaha, precisely, come on, let’s go inside and see how those Goryeo folks are faring.

You wouldn’t believe it, but today they’re not as arrogant as they were yesterday,” Qian Zhenhai said.

When the group arrived at the hall, Wang Zhinan was talking with Pu Zhengying.

Seeing Qin Han enter, Wang Zhinan quickly got up and saluted, “Mr.

Qin!”

“Wang!” Qin Han returned the gesture.

Pu Zhengying sat on the chair, looking at Qin Han in front of him, harboring some doubt.

It was known that Long Nation was full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, but this Mr.

Qin seemed too young.

Could it be that the poison in Pu Dongxi was not concocted by him, but by someone else, with him merely being the one to administer it?

Before Pu Zhengying could speak, Qin Han had already started, “Of the three great medical families in Korea, only you, Pu Zhengying, are a true Doctor.

It’s just that you have been somewhat negligent in disciplining the younger members of your family.”

The Korean doctors behind Pu Zhengying saw Qin Han speaking with a lecturing tone right from the start and their brows furrowed in cold opposition, with Pu Dongxi looking at Qin Han with a face full of resentment and poison.

The Jiangcheng Chinese Medicine Exchange was destined to be a moment for him to shine brilliantly, yet this kid had ruined it.

The situation at the Jiangcheng Chinese Medicine Association was exactly the same as yesterday, only the roles had been swapped.

However, Pu Zhengying did not show any anger, instead standing up and performing a Han-style bow towards Qin Han, saying, “What this gentleman has admonished is correct; I have indeed been lax in disciplining the younger members of my family and have caused you amusement.”

“It’s no surprise that you’re Pu Zhengying, as both your broad-mindedness and demeanor are truly admirable!” Qin Han said with a light smile.

“Mr.

Qin, you overpraise me,” Pu replied.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, they both sat down.

“Mr.

Qin, although Pu Dongxi can be somewhat wayward, isn’t this punishment a bit too heavy?

From what I’ve seen, the poison in Pu Dongxi—if left untreated—he would hardly have seen today’s sun.”

Here it came!

Qin Han sneered inwardly, he knew it!

Though Pu Zhengying was a Doctor, he could not escape the influence of emotions and desires; after all, Pu Dongxi was his grandson, and it was impossible to let it go just like that.

“In our Longguo, there is a saying, ‘If friends come, we have good wine; if jackals come, we have hunting rifles,'” Qin Han said indifferently.

“With him shouting about a future without Chinese medicine in Longguo, I think I have already been quite merciful.”

When Pu Zhengying heard Qin Han’s words, he felt uncomfortable.

His grandson was indeed at fault first, but as a 70-year-old, he had already apologized using Longguo rites.

You should at least offer some explanation for yesterday’s affair.

Yet, after giving a step down, the other party didn’t take it at all.

“Indeed, Longguo has many esteemed figures, but Goryeo is not a place where mediocre doctors are found everywhere,” Pu Zhengying said coldly.

For a moment, the hall of the Jiangcheng Chinese Medicine Association was once again filled with tension.

“You don’t think that just like this, the poison has been cured, do you?” Qin Han suddenly said, his face bearing a smile that was not quite a smile.

“What, the poison has not been cured?”

“How is that possible?”

The Korean doctors looked at Pu Zhengying with faces full of surprise, while the people from the Jiangcheng Chinese Medicine Association showed some schadenfreude.

“That’s what I thought, how could Mr.

Qin let that arrogant boy off so easily.”

“Hmph, let’s see what they do this time.”

“Exactly, we’ll show them what true Chinese medicine orthodoxy is!”

Pu Zhengying frowned, repeatedly recalling Pu Dongxi’s condition to confirm that he had indeed neutralized the poison.

Qin Han must be bluffing.

“Have you heard of ‘the three drum signal’?” Qin Han suddenly laughed.